My Fundoo World......

That was yesterday… that was yesterday……….

Humse tum pyaar karte the, ikraar karte the…
That was yesterday… that was yester day……….
Is dil ko behlate the, saare naaz uthate the…
Humse milna chahte the… that was yesterday…………. That was yesterday……..
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Hum roothte the manate the tum, Hum roothte the manate the tum….
chahat me kitna hasate the tum……….
Sapno ko mehkate the, aate the jaate the…….
That was yesterday… that was yester day……….
Humse tum pyaar karte the, ikraar karte the…
That was yesterday… that was yesterday……….
That was yesterday… that was yesterday……….

Hum kitne bhole the naadan the….. Hum kitne bhole the naadan the…..
Teri mohabbat se anjaan the……….
tum humko samjhte the, aate the jaate the…..
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Humse tum pyaar karte the, ikraar karte the…
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That was yesterday… that was yesterday……….

That was yesterday… that was yester day….
Humse tum pyaar karte the, ikraar karte the…
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Is dil ko behlate the, saare naaz uthate the…
Humse milna chahte the… that was yesterday…………. That was yesterday……..
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A humourous speech on Kashmir

An ingenious example of speech and politics occurred recently in the United Nations Assembly that made the world community smile.


A representative from India began: 'Before beginning my talk I want to tell you something about Rishi Kashyap of Kashmir, after whom Kashmir is named.

When he struck a rock and it brought forth water, he thought, 'What a good opportunity to have a bath.'

He removed his clothes, put them aside on the rock and entered the water.

When he got out and wanted to dress, his clothes had vanished. A Pakistani had stolen them.'

The Pakistani representative jumped up furiously and shouted, 'What are you talking about? The Pakistanis weren't there then.'

The Indian representative smiled and said, 'And now that we have made that clear, I will begin my speech.'

Fashionable goals

This is the way we are. Trying to become somebody else, trying to become better, trying to improve, is the whole nonsensical approach that has corrupted humanity down the ages. All religions have been corrupted because of this constant hankering that one has to improve; one has to becoming this or that.Maybe the goal is becoming spontaneous these are just fashions. Sometimes the goal is to become holy, sometimes the goal is to become a saint, sometimes the goal is to become a revolutionary, sometimes the goal is to become spontaneous, but the goal is always there, whatsoever you call it makes no difference. All goals create tension and anguish. Live without goals and then you are spontaneous. Whatsoever is the case, is the case.

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